Thursday, June 12, 2008
Blues Bar Dialogue circa April 1993.
JB: Sorry. I've just woken up!
JC: ZZZ Ain't nothing like sleep for a black sheep!
JB: I go out at lunch time, get very drunk, sleep till 9.45, wake up
find a message from my mother on the answerphone "Oh, Jon, where are
you", then go to the pub for another drink, emm?
JC: Story of a life! I like the socks you are wearing!
JB: Yes, but it took me 5 minutes longer to get here trying to find my
glasses.
JC: But you are here in time to claim your free beer!
JB: Free? I've been saving up for it..
JC: It's strange to see you looking like you might be happy - a visage
last clapped eyes upon millelenia ago!
JB: Happy? Guilty of all the crimes this century has commited maybe,
happy? A moribund euphoria.
JC: Forgive me for mentioning it, I should have known better.
JB: Decadence before the fall.
JC: It's not just you, Jon Bainbridge. Take a look around you. This is
a lustful and demented planet and we are all happily going to hell!
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